Friday, February 24, 2012

Ode to Staple Street

The rain falling feels like whispers against my skin and i feel like i've discovered a secret place covered in secrets and regrets.....a explorer armed with a camera an an imagination as wild as the sky....and i feel out of time...or rather in another time feels so long ago and forgotten...filled with the acrid air of history.....


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